Take two hits and feel the good vibes, everything is dancing, kaleidoscope eyes.

Wake up at a quarter to three, ask myself if this is truly me, look in the mirror and what do I see? -A different side of me.

Driving in this city of mine, this reality is hard to define, keep looking deep down inside, question everything I find, and if I have to decide.

I'd rather give it one good try, get ready for the ride, do or die.

All in the mind, in the mind, in the mind, and it's all in my mind. It's all in my mind. All in the mind, in the mind, in the mind, and it's all in my mind. It's all in your mind.

He has the shawty and the hawty, when he's rolling down the street, with his nine and his knife, always attached to see.

You betta watch out when you drive into the east, place of no rest or peace, unless you wish to be, planted six feet in the ground, and you can't hear a sound, with no sight or way to be found, here you are bound, left with your empty screams, with no way to get free, other than to rot with the roots of the tree, but remember now, that this reality is all a mirage or just a dream.

All in the mind, in the mind, in the mind, and it's all in my mind. It's all in my mind. All in the mind, in the mind, in the mind, and it's all in my mind. It's all in your mind.